Monday, July 25, 2016
Saturday, July 23, 2016
Friday, July 22, 2016
Ezra Klein is a good word smith but his words cannot stop the Blitzkrieg that this BS is. I go with the Paul Krugman idea of False Equivalency watching a few minutes of Morning Joe this morning pretending that this had been a normal Republican Convention and Joe would kill for ratings to have Trump talking to him and his dumb blonde sidekick Mika again. This thing with the mob is ultimate backlash from the crash in 2008. Millions lost their jobs, their life savings and millions were foreclosed on and lost their homes and how many dozen stories did we see about it on Main Stream Media. If Hitler Lite comes to power, it will because the system is greatly rigged and it can be manipulated to admit thugs like Trump and company to power.
Wednesday, July 20, 2016
Donald Trump – Adult Functional Illiterate?
Having had the sad misfortune of having had to work with adult functional illiterates in my work life, I have noticed that they will always try to dominate any conversation. It is all about them and their opinion of anything. It is all noise and no content. And never try to shove a memo in their face to read and if they are your boss, you get a loud and almost violent response to trying to show the facts that they cannot read above first or second grade levels at best. Some may be undiagnosed dyslexics btw.
They watch TV or listen heavily to radio (talk radio) to get their news of the world from and not hardcopy newspapers. I notice of late that every major Internet news source wants to shove a video clip in your face to watch instead of let you read at your own pace the news articles. We know from Donald Trump’s interview that his foreign policy knowledge is watching “the shows” or Cable TV news programs which are greatly wanting in real news or real policy content.
Former New York governor Eliot Spitzer the other night on the Bill Maher show related the story of his father, a New York real estate mogul having a meeting with Donald Trump twenty odd years ago and the old man’s main impression walking away from that meeting was that Trump had not read a book in twenty years, meaning since leaving college, which of course is par for course with a lot of diploma factory college graduates in this country.
College in America or the new Global Culture does not instill a love of knowledge but rather a competition to get the highest overall point average like some sports game. Winning is the only thing.
But back to the Donald, today a flamboyant, extroverted or seemingly a narcissist, that his fellow students at the University of Pennsylvania, an ivy league school, do not remember Wallflower Donald who blended into the background of college and of course they do not, cannot swear, who sat next to them in class or with whom they took their final exams with. Whatever.
I, however, must express my opinion, as I have done to HR departments in the past and state that I am not a professional expert but based on the circumstances at hand, IMO Donald Trump is an adult functional illiterate.
That he will as POTUS have to depend on others in the White House to read Top Secret Foreign Policy Papers and trust, probably from his children, the meaning of what all the words in those papers mean to him and his agenda and or what those words in those papers mean for the greater good of the American Republic.
Wednesday, July 13, 2016
Cardinal or is it Archbishop Chaput of Philly is on or off his medications with this or that PR statement, by this or that mass closing of Philly inner-city schools and churches, or getting together with the boys in the absolute privacy of a wine cooler bunker in California, is finally breaking up, sobering up after one hell of a party past its closing date Jul 6-10. Worth every penny, tax-free btw.
Some honored (rumored) guests at Chaput’s Hellfire Club Party this year above.
When my memory was better, I think I was a bit too obsessed with the buggers that run the Catholic Church in Rome and America. I see from reading an old blog that was above my pay grade not in intelligence but in evolved personal belief that hit me with a hard realization that I did not belong there, while being hit also with the fact that the old boys of the RC church that would rather protect a bugger priest / nun than send him or her off to jail for abusing children, that the old “Religious Freedom”, “Religious Liberty” good ‘ole boys of the American RC hierarchy are meeting, have been meeting, for a drinking fest in honor of one of the Founding Fathers – of Benjamin Franklin, networking, drunking it up, whoring it up in imitation of the “HellFire Club” from his days as unofficial American ambassador to the Court of Saint James in England in the eighteenth century.
That Cardinal Chaput of Philadelphia was a founding father of this RC Hellfire Club in Napa Valley – wine country in California – “The Napa Institute” was founded for the extreme uber-nazi-like wing of American RC Hierarchs to sit around and bitch about how Clergy don’t get any respect anymore – just like Rodney Dangerfield. At least with old Rodney there was punch line and a giggle. But these guys get together to swill Speaker Paul Ryan’s (a good “catolick” btw) private stock of $350 a bottle Lobbyist vino.
That and celebrating Latin Masses in “Catacombs” (tunnels / wine cellars) and dealing in innocent prepubescent games of “grab ass” with or sans the tighty whiteys just like the good old days of Friday nights after five in the seminary. Wink. Nod. Gotcha!
Am reminded of the twitter hash tag for these guys favored choice for President of Donald Trump – the Napa Institute besides a private drinking club is a gathering place of writing checks to Citizens United Pacs by the Bishops in the hopes of regaining respect in America – long lost now after a decade or two of proof after proof of the incarnate evil of the #WhiningLittleBitch(es) in purple and red dresses to borrow a hash tag favored by the comedian Bill Maher for Donald #WhinyLittleBitch to gather funds for the GOP and other evangelical Hatriot groups Etc.
Friday, June 17, 2016
(February 7, 2011)
I lived and worked in Tucson Arizona for close to eight years back in the 1990s. I worked for a short time, 100 yards down the road from the recent mass murders there that involved the shooting of U.S. Representative Gabrielle Giffords of the U.S. Congress.
As stated I worked down the road from the Safeway and its parking lot, the scene of this recent American-style tragedy. I even ate lunch a few times in a food court setting in the front of the supermarket way back when.
I researched this matter of the shootings that took the life of a nine year old girl among others. The date is January 8, 2011. Seems like two months ago instead of one month to me. Time seems to be compressed sometimes concerning memory.
I had written an account of the attack on Rep. Giffords Tucson office at the end of the debate and vote on Health Care Reform last year. The attack in the middle of the night and broken glass brought to mind the terrible tragedy of Kristallnacht in Nazi controlled Germany in November 1938 against Jews in the population. I made reference to that event because Ms. Giffords is Jewish.
Kristallnacht – Tucson - USA
The apparently troubled young man who did the shootings and these murders seems to have bought into a uniquely American style of settling arguments or supplementing mental disorders with guns.
Because I had been in this place in Tucson and knew its layout I did not write anything or comment until now. I felt the tragedy in a personal sense having a shared experience of the geography with the victims. I should also note that it took me five years to finally write down my experiences of the 911 tragedy here in NYC.
No Guarantee of Tomorrow
I also wanted to turn a corner in this blog whereby I did not want to poll parrot the party line coming out of the media. The media turns on cable and cable turns on the middle class who can afford it. The media rightly or wrongly from left or from right seems to feed on the energy of rage both in content and filler. I need to and we all need to as well step back from the edge of that rage that permeates our complex modern society.
Rage is not only a middle class thing but perhaps a middle aged thing. It comes from the disappointment from expectations not fulfilled. It comes from recognizing the disappointment from the perspective of age and or wisdom from life experience.
I do not want to merely echo the media and its sounds of fury.
Now a month later I can look and see how death by random acts of violence is fed by rage and guns.
I do not object to hunters having rifles in their homes with or without permits. I do object to weapons of war with high capacity discharge being sold in America. They are not necessary in a civilized society.
I think that licensing handguns within the confines of city limits is the right of the well being of the population of that densely populated city to assure protection from violence and violent mental illness spilling into the streets and onto the parking lots of America.
I am not advocating repeal of the second amendment’s right to bear arms. I am trying to find common grounds with all parties to seek a solution to too much gun power in America and to too many guns.
The days of the wilderness are long gone. The days of conflict with the native Indian population are long gone. In the twenty first century, a fetish for guns and gun power is a bit outdated and obsessive. It speaks of the breakdown of community and loss of civility in our society.
The gun lobby and the media lobby both seem to be catering to keeping the rage up to sell their products. Whatever.
I am glad that Representative Giffords survived and may well have a normal life returned to her after much therapy.
Prayers for the victims and their families in Tucson. Prayers for the perpetrators, both the lobbyists of hate and rage, as well as for the disturbed young man who committed this crime.
Wednesday, June 15, 2016
|A Country Graveyard - Pennsylvania|
Copy of e-mail to a friend:
----: Just an FYI – no need to reply
Found an image of my uncle by marriage to my mother’s only sister - his gravesite – NW of Knox Pa – near the state teachers college in Clarion off of I-80. I guess my aunt is buried closer to home where she was in elderly housing in Shamokin as of a few years ago - where my first cousin still lives with his second wife – have not spoken to cousin for years btw – that except for one letter from me to him after my aunt died.
Uncle ---- died of lung cancer and was cremated. Since the Government was picking up much of the tab including the burial marker because he was a Vet, my aunt buried his urn in a local cemetery, the Starr Cemetery, a secular graveyard with a few hundred graves. The oldest stone is from the thirties, Michael and Martha Starr.
I relate all this to you because of your interest in Genealogy and grave yards etc. I visited this cemetery on a cold winter’s day in maybe Jan. or Feb. 1983, along with, alone with my cousin’s first wife; my cousin was in the hospital with an Asthma attack that weekend (marital stress?). I drove from New York to pay my respects to my aunt etc. that one weekend I could get away from my job. Cold as the Artic and windy-yy.
I looked on the Google aerial map and I think they have since cut down part of the forest that then surrounded this very small cemetery. It was the strangest place I ever visited to date. The forest, the gloom, cloudy, sunny, cloudy sunny etc. place. A view for dozens of miles in some directions with breaks in the tree line. A high place. It felt like I was on top of a mountain. I paid my respects and we were leaving to go back to the car.
It was then that I heard it. I turned and the sound disappeared. Must have been the wind. I turned my head again and heard it again and louder. It was not the wind. As I turned, the sound disappeared. What I heard was the sound of a woman, the sound close to the ground, the sound of a woman weeping and it had a muffled quality as if coming from the other side of a door. I asked my cousin’s wife if she heard it. I described it to her. She did not hear it; had not heard it. Haunted?
Monday, June 13, 2016
President Obama made an honest assessment of the tragedy in Orlando as being an act of Terror and an act of Hate.
Everybody wants to spin this thing. The Pope and archbishop of Louisville KY put out statements deploring violence in Orlando conveniently skirting the issue of LGBT and any honest discussion about human sexuality that the church conveniently ignores at every turn.
Watching Fox News Business Varney and Co, the host held up a copy of the NY Daily News wondering why the “NRA” was supposed to be responsible for this act of “Islamic Terrorism” – the business channel(?).
The Orlando Sentinel has published a partial list of victims’ names. Out of the 35 names listed, I count something like 27 Hispanic sounding names.
My point is that without clear motives of the shooter, my gut reaction is that not only that this incident may be a Hate Crime against Gays but also being a Hate Crime against Hispanics – considering the current political atmosphere and certain political presumptives taking credit for acts of mass violence in some peculiar narcissistic manner.
That if so-called Gay Clubs as like churches in America – they are segregated along racial and ethnic lines, I have to wonder who the killer hated more before he committed his soul to hell and his 72 virgins – whether who did he hate more – the Gays or the Hispanics? Or both equally?
Saturday, June 11, 2016
Saturday, May 28, 2016
|Barack Obama and Shigeaki Mori|
Compassion needs no apologies.
I must say that the visit of President Barack Obama to lay a wreath at the Hiroshima shine dedicated to the victims of the first use of nuclear weapons against humanity came off rather artificial and plastic back here in the states.
Despite the time difference of thirteen hours I was awake to see a live media feed from Japan. It did not happen.
The Corporate Owned Media filtered the event. And every News “team” on TV later that day filtered the moment, when they showed snippets of the events mentioned two propaganda talking points. One being that Obama was not going to apologize and the other was that Obama was not going to second guess the Truman decision to use the Bomb.
The whole event staged and filtered through Corporate Owned Media was to avoid putting a human face on our enemy of 75 odd years ago. The racism of the Japanese Empire was still battling the racism of the American Pacific Corporate Empire.
But in spite of a bland speech by Obama that I had to find on You Tube, there was a man who had been a surviving victim of that use of science in a laboratory experiment against humanity 71 years ago, one Shigeaki Mori, who as an eight year old boy on his way to school got thrown off a bridge into a river by the initial shock wave of the blast. Who was protected from death by the river water in the firestorm to follow the blast.
As I said, there was a human face to the enemy 71 years ago and we were still by the ruling elites in the media and the Pentagon still hiding that face of humanity just in case we little people might decide that nuclear weapons and nuclear war is not a viable future option of the American for profit Military Industrial Complex.
When Obama embraced and hugged nuclear war victim Shigeaki Mori, he was embracing a man who spent many thousands of his adult life hours researching and correcting Japanese records recording the events of the first use of nuclear weapons on his native Hiroshima in August 1945.
Aside from the Corporate Owned Media not giving the enemy a face 71 year ago all the way to today, Mori documented the existence of 8 American victims of the dropping of the bomb on Hiroshima. They had been POWs captured from crashed American airplanes in the area just prior to the atomic blast.
That America never confirmed or tried to research the existence of these dead eight American victims, service men, MIAs, of nuclear war.
It was the man that Obama hugged that gave a face to his enemy of 71 years ago so that they would not be forgotten and their names inscribed at the Hiroshima Memorial Shrine.
Compassion needs no apologies…
Saturday, May 14, 2016
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Narcissistic personality disorder (NPD) is a personality disorder…People with narcissistic personality disorder are characterized by their persistent grandiosity, excessive need for admiration, and a disdain and lack of empathy and for others. These individuals often display arrogance, a sense of superiority, and power-seeking behaviors. Narcissistic personality disorder is different than having a strong sense of self-confidence. This is because people with NPD typically value themselves over others to the extent that they disregard the feelings and wishes of others and expect to be treated as superior regardless of their actual status or achievements. In addition, people with NPD may exhibit fragile egos, an inability to tolerate criticism, and a tendency to belittle others in an attempt to validate their own superiority.
Monday, May 9, 2016
Everything the new minority – the old white majority – is coded and racist – Jerry Falwell’s Religious Liberty = segregation for tax free Christian education (SEGREGATED).
I had distanced myself from the Benghazi Bullshit brainwashing going over on at Fox News for a long time until yesterday. I am only now focusing in on it and seeing attacks on Hillary on Mother’s Day on Facebook somewhere among the blind and racist lost of the once and never American Dream.
Beghazi is also white racist (coded) bullshit. I feel sorry for the people in flyover country that have yet to meet or greet their first African American neighbor and actually be inclined to like them. Sad. Whatever.
To the men who served their country in Libya, Contractor Glen Doherty, Ambassador Stevens, Information Officer Sean Smith and Contractor Tyrone Woods - I salute your efforts and your service to your country. RIP - in spite of all the stupid politics and coded hate that your deaths have sparked.
Live and learn mate. Live and learn.
Wednesday, April 13, 2016
|Phila.Inquirer 24 Nov 1937|
The Levittown Attacks
"…Mary O’Connor Mamon appeared to live a dual life in Levittown, Pennsylvania. She had divorced her husband in 1957 and lived with her four sons. She had a degree in chemistry and worked in that field for a Fortune 500 fruit and vegetable processor. There she was known both as “a dependable, conscientious, and capable” employee and a co-worker who “never seemed to be fond of anybody, didn’t seem to talk much to anyone.”
In her neighborhood, the 49-year-old Mary was as well-liked as any other neighbor.
“Mary’s been in my home several times and she’s always been quite pleasant,” one neighbor told the press. “She wrapped her whole life around her kids.”
She was, however, known for her “husky, mannish appearance” and her preference for “men’s clothes” (Bear in mind this was the 1960s where women were expected to dress “appropriately”).
“Some of women where we bowled did mention however that she’d probably look a lot better if she dressed in women’s clothes,” a bowling teammate recalled.
When Mary was arrested for the murder of Nancy Glenn, her uncle told the press that she “did such strange things as write letters to herself and sign other people’s names to them,” Judge Harry S. McDevitt said. “She also wrote about herself and mailed them to other people, signing some other name than her own.”
This odd and destructive behavior apparently continued while Mary lived in Levittown, and might have contributed to her breakdown.
Mary’s oldest son, Robert, was engaged to Mary Ann Martin, but their relationship soured when Mary Ann began receiving obscene phone calls and was dissuaded from marrying Robert by her aunt Ethel Markham.
“I told Mary Ann I can’t see him, he’s sissified,” Ethel said. “He was a momma’s boy and kept on his mother’s apron strings.”
Meanwhile, neighbors began receiving anonymous letters about Mary that police later theorized were written by Mary herself. The letters referred to Mary’s arrest and trial for Nancy Glenn’s murder and questioned how the “God-fearing people” of the neighborhood could allow such a person to live among them.
Mary would later testify that she was also receiving obscene and threatening phone calls which she blamed on Mary Ann.
Although Robert vented his frustration by harassing Mary Ann, Mary Mamon focused her rage about the canceled wedding on Ethel Markham and began withdrawing from society. She quit her bowling leagues and became increasingly unstable. Eventually, she was forced to take a medical leave of absence from work.
She hatched a bizarre revenge plot against Ethel that came to fruition on March 23, 1967 — four days before Easter Sunday. … "
Saturday, April 9, 2016
Famous Philly Lesbian Witch Hunt / Murder Trial in 1937-1938
A Public Show Trial - Scripted like something straight out of the “The Children’s Hour” – 1938 “Murder Case” with local GOP politicians more concerned about people’s private sex lives rather than trying how to determine the facts surrounding the death of a child in a city run summer camp.
How little things have (not/) changed in America in 80 years?
Thursday, April 7, 2016
A lot a talk about improving education these days. Here is something from the past regarding something perhaps missing in the modern education equation.
Boston English High school is listed as the oldest public high school in the United States founded in 1821.
Boston English High school is listed as the oldest public high school in the United States founded in 1821.
Most notable among its alumni are J. P Morgan, financier, Louis Sullivan, architect, Leonard Nimoy, actor, Louis Farrakhan, Nation of Islam and two American Generals, William H.C.Whiting CSA, and Matthew Ridgway.
The school started out to give a practical no frills Yankee style education for those going beyond grade school in the early part of our republic. No frills meant that it taught English but no Latin as in a more traditional academic setting of the time.
I was not familiar with the history of the institution until I ran across some documents in a flea market. The penmanship alone of one bygone document overwhelmed me. I will shortly share some of the words attached to that bygone penmanship.
You can look back on your own education. You can look at the education your child is receiving. You see many discrepancies in how a newer generation is being taught and wonder what values taught to you have been discounted in the process of the progress of American civilization.
Your child's homework makes them busy. Assignments on the Internet and cardboard story boards that the parent should not but does invariably finish for the child seem the norm. But is the child being taught? What do teachers do these days besides measure your child in standardized tests and following the current flavor of the decade teaching modi operandi?
Let me step back and not take away from anyone's credentials or their attempt to educate in this bizarre new global existence.
I was taken aback by the Valedictory speech of a graduating student from "English High School" in July 1852. The words here say a lot about teachers and the gratitude that students should return to efforts made on their behalf. The following is an example of Yankee no frills education.
"The class of which I am a member, has now completed the usual academic course, in this Institution. We are about to separate and enter other spheres of duty. But before that separation takes place, one last office still remains to be performed. It is to take leave of our friends. It is to testify our gratitude to those who have helped us onward during our past lives and to encourage each other, in the onward path, which each of us may have chosen.
Beloved and respected teachers -To you, who have so faithfully attended to your arduous duties, we must first testify our gratitude.
You have endeavored to instill into our minds, those principles, and form in us, those habits, which would most securely stand against temptations and evils by which we may be assailed. You have instructed us on those things, which would qualify us for pursuing an honest and useful life. You have in all things, sought our good.
Nor, under Providence, shall your labor be in vain. If successful in our future lives, much of our success must be attributed to your aid. We are now to redesign your guidance and instruction. The happy hours we have here enjoyed, will never be repeated.
But though removed from your immediate influences, yet the lessons you have given, will still continue to teach us. We shall hear their echo, telling us what path of life and duty to choose. We shall feel their influence, continually urging us forward in all good deeds, and warning us to reflect, when temptations shall beset our paths. In more advanced periods, when we come to reflect upon our past lives, we shall refer to this portion, with pleasure. We shall recall the many pleasant hours we have here enjoyed, and the many valuable instructions we have received. Our teachers will be remembered with feelings of gratitude and respect.
We shall remember this devotedness to our happiness and welfare. We would say then, - go on in the work , the noble useful work, in which you are engaged.
Continue your endeavors to improve the young, and although your reward may not be immediate, yet it will be certain. And you, who are to continue your studies in this school, especially you, who are so soon to occupy our places in this room, we would exhort, to make the best use of your time, improve every opportunity and you will not regret it. Your advantages for obtaining a good education, are unusual.
Do not then, by neglecting them, bring regret and sorrow upon yourselves, in after years. Consider that, although one neglected advantage may seem but a small loss, yet it serves to swell, and may very seriously increase the aggregate of losses. Remember, that the cares of your teacher are very great. Do not, therefore, multiply them, by misconduct on your part, but rather alleviate them, by your attention to his instructions, and to your duty. And when, in future years, you come to look back upon your school days, may you be comforted by the reflection, that you have, in all things, endeavored to do your best.
Fellow Classmates, we now part with this school and with each other..."
Valedictory. Composed and spoken by C.F.Wyman, July 26, 1852, Boston, Mass.